Chapter 37

For the next three days, Du Chen has been quietly testing his newly acquired abilities.

He left Ophelia and went to the hospital to lodge with a poor guy who had become a vegetable due to an accident.

There are two reasons for this. One is Ophelia's strong will. She has received anti hypnosis training and is very vigilant against her untimely thoughts.

She often gives extra ideological influence to such a firm and sharp person, and she will find out sooner or later.

The second is that he found that the longer he stayed in Ophelia, her body kept changing.

Once parasitized by the "emperor strain" of Du dust, Ophelia did not reject the mutation, but showed early characteristics such as whiter and whiter skin, thicker nails and accelerated growth.

This is the reason why the new virus is no longer so domineering and transformed slowly.

In the original work of biochemical crisis, alexia slowly transformed in the freezing solution for more than ten years before becoming queen Veronica.

But now Ophelia has no low-temperature environment. If Du dust continues to parasitize, I'm afraid she will soon turn green, grow a hardened shell on her limbs, and have the ability to emit pheromones like insects.

In view of this, Du Chen can only suppress and slow down her change speed first, and let the emperor strain leave first.

He doesn't want to break the body yet.

Du Chen drove to the southernmost part of Hualan city and stopped at the door of a garage.

In front of the garage gate was a purple slimy elf with a stench all over.

Hehe, how can a garage that normally opens its door to do business greet it with a stinky mud? It's paralyzed and stinking. Which guest dares to enter the door?

Du Chen smiled. He knew that this was not a serious garage, but the headquarters of a motorcycle mob.

The motorcycle mob here is not the kind of thing that specifically blocks the way to send experience in the game, but the black astringent society that really robs and collects protection fees.

His boarding body is called Shier. He was originally an ordinary office worker. He works six to nine every day. Although he works hard, his income is good enough to support his parents and take care of his wife and children.

But just last month, I worked late one day. I was robbed by the motorcycle gang on my way home after work in the early morning.

Although even Shier had a dream of training home when he was young and traveled with his elf partners, now he has become an office worker and has long given up daily training, how can he be the opponent of the motorcycle mob.

This group of guys wearing riveted leather clothes and roaring motorcycles also didn't tell any rules. They rushed up, knocked Shier and his spirit to the ground and robbed all his belongings.

The seriously injured very two and his spirit lay in the cold street all night. When they were sent to the hospital, the doctor announced that he had brain death and became a vegetable.

And in order to protect him, the poor elf who was badly hurt didn't even survive the night

"What's more, thank you for your contribution to the organization. Since the virus man used your body, he naturally wanted to do justice for you." Du Chen murmured to himself.

A virus flew to the smelly mud. Du Chen didn't get out of the car, so he sat inside and watched quietly.

Suddenly, stinky mud woke up with his eyes wide open. His body composed of purple dirt trembled violently and twisted into various strange shapes. Then he spit out green mud.

♪ (´ - 灬 - '), Du Chen didn't turn his head and couldn't bear to look straight at it. The smelly mud that was originally disgusting dirt was spitting out more disgusting green dirt.

It's disgusting. Open the fucking door. It's disgusting.

Fortunately, the dazzling scene didn't last long, and the smelly mud stopped going crazy.

"Interesting..."

Du Chen touched his chin and appreciated the stinky mud after the change.

The body originally composed of dark purple mud shows a dark green from the inside to the outside, which is more toxic than before.

What's more strange is that sharp thorns like insect legs protruded from the mud on its body and shook randomly in the air, looking very scary.

Tut, it's a bit like Arola's stinky mud, but there are more than a dozen spikes.

Du Chen looked at the properties of stinky mud and found that its vitality, physical attack and physical defense have been greatly improved, as well as the skills given by the virus poison inflammation.

In a word, the virus fusion degree of stinky mud is not high, even 20%. It is just because it is a sludge treasure dream. It has strong adaptability and plasticity, so it doesn't run away directly.

Not bad.

Du Chen can clearly feel that as an imperial strain, he has unparalleled control over the mutant with a low degree of fusion of stinky mud.

An idea can make it move freely like a string puppet, and there is no possibility of resistance.

"Go in and surprise your master and his friends."

Du Chen's command at this time is in the form of pheromone, just like insects, which is also the characteristic of the new virus.

The smelly mud had no focal length, and seemed to inject a look into his eyes, wriggling his smelly body into the garage.

It walked across the ground, emitting a trace of purple smoke. At this time, if someone's dog comes to lick the ground, it will be poisoned immediately.

"What monster is this?"

"Stinky mud, is that you? How did you become like this?"

"Stop, I'm your master..."

"Big mouth bat, stop it."

"Meow, meow, use, ah..."

Du Chen sat in the car, listening to the battle sound inside, gradually turning into one after another, with a smile on his mouth.

Looks like it's done.

Walking into the garage, Du Chen saw more than a dozen seriously injured people and some elves who had lost their ability to move lying on the ground.

In order to prevent the people inside from running away, Du Chen's order to stinky mud is to break everyone's legs after entering.

"Who the fuck are you?" a big man with a pink cockscomb head, holding his pierced thigh, stared at Du Chen and clenched his teeth.

"You're quite energetic." Du Chen didn't answer and directly sent a virus into his body.

Different from Ophelia, for locomotives, Han duchen not only did not suppress the transformation speed, but accelerated the acceleration.

The big man immediately let out a miserable howl.

"Big brother..."

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"What did you do to our big brother, you bastard?"

"You fucking #%! @# ￥%%... & *"

The mobs who had lost their power of action all around vomited ugly dirty words at Du Chen.

Du Chen quietly watched the man scream in pain, scratch his skin and expose his flesh and blood, and didn't respond to the surrounding scolding.

What are you talking about with the white mouse

The big man's flesh and blood seemed to be out of control. He twisted and grew wantonly. Bone spurs broke out one after another, his tongue hung on the ground for at least two meters, and a third leg grew on his chest.

Soon his skin was torn off by himself, and the red meat and white tendons and fruits were exposed in the air, even steaming.